Everyone we meet is afraid of something, loves something, and has lost something”
Sunday, February 17, 2008
2.91 Grave
Come to me mortal
You don't want to be saved
Come to the red embrace
Of the moon
Meet me
Into the Life Of Darkness...
But dont look into my eyes...
They are dead skies...
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